Bradley Don Capps

Dear Teresa, So sorry for your loss. Brad was such a nice guy, hard working and happy. He helped Eric deliver my couch one day, glad to help in an instant. He loved you all very much, and showed it. My prayers are with you and the girls. Kathleen Findley (Elaine's Mom)

I'm so sorry for your loss hun, he sounded like a wonderful man and husband, you are all still in our thoughts and prayers, love you

Teresa- you the girls, and his friends and family are always in my heart. May each day bring a smile to your face of the good memories you have had, and all that you shared in your 14 years! xoxoxo

I didn't know him but he sounded like a wonderful husband and father. My heart goes out to his family and girls..May you heal through this rough time...

To Don, Donna, Lisa, Chris and family, I'm really so sorry to hear of Brad's passing. You all are in my and our continuing prayers at home and church.
“Into the freedom of wind and sunshine....we let you go, Into the dance of the stars and the planets”. And into the loving arms of our Lord Jesus. Much love and prayers, Poppy

I am so sorry for your loss. I knew Brad way back when. Unfortunately, I over the years we lost contact. To his wife and girls - I pray that god will give you strength to continue through each day knowing that he will still be there for you in spirit. It sounds like he loved you very much.
Steve - I wish I could tell you how sorry I am. I know that you guys were so close. Not only was he your brother but your best friend. Know that I am thinking of you and your family.
Judy and...

Im really sorry we couldnt be there, to support you through your lose. Ed Gibson (son of Diana Capps)

I am sorry for your loss. Brad's Dad Don is a cousin of my mom Dolores Capps Gillman. When I saw Don this last thursday I was unaware of his own loss. I send my love to the whole family. I hope you all can come to the Capps family picnic in Sacramento on June 9th.

Brad, I'm only regretting not keeping in touch over the years. I remember your kindness you had even as we were young boys. Fishing the creek in our neighborhood. The golf balls we collected the bike jump in front of your yellow house. The bow shooting in our back yards. The Styrofoam deer I shot in the nose, so many great memories.